Wednesday, January 15, 2025

The Leaving Of Halifax



This is a recent "messed-about" version of a photo I originally took back in 1968, which features the railway line out of Halifax. My father worked in the factory on the left and for a time, I worked in the mill on the right. Around the time I took this photo I left Halifax for the first time. I have been coming back - coming home - ever since.
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